This weekend we had our first snowfall and it sure did paint a pretty picture. I took these photos out my window (you may notice the screens); it's the West Fork of the North Branch of the Chicago River. Though there's a fence, the property, without any other houses in view, looks like it is out in the country. That's because this summer and fall, the homes across the way were torn down. This side of the creek gets erosion (we need bank stabilization) and that side got the … [Read more...]
Contributor updates and new submission leads
Peace and love to you all. I usually wish this to you at the end of every post but today I want to extend it to you first thing. I have nothing smart or new or world-changing to say about current events so I'll just repeat myself: Peace and love to all. I heard from Kathy Donahoo last week. She lives in California now. She's had two pieces of fiction recently placed. "Joey" a short story appears in Water-Stone Review (Volume 18, 2015), which has the theme: All We Cannot … [Read more...]
Wabi-Sabi
The subject of accepting one’s age recently came up on my Twitter feed so I thought I’d share my thoughts on Wabi-Sabi. Do you know about Wabi-Sabi? It’s the Japanese tradition of revering authenticity, finding the beauty in imperfection, celebrating transience. What could be more perfect for aging baby-boomers than a mindset celebrating the loveliness of life on the far side of ripe? Wabi-Sabi finds the beauty in impermanence, imperfection, and incompletion. When … [Read more...]
Father’s Day: poems by Bonnie J. Toomey and Susan Mahan
Game Face Too I didn't realize how long he'd been wearing it until it was too late. Mom didn't believe the oncologist. She said Dad must have been poisoned. Until he outgrew it, I didn't realize how long he'd been wearing it - for all of us. Dad left his game face behind. Sometimes, I try it on for size. Sometimes, its the only thing that fits. Bonnie J. Toomey © 2015 Blogger, essayist, and columnist, Bonnie Toomey ruminates myriad issues facing … [Read more...]
Glimpse of solace: the promise in a blossom
I could tell you I’ve been working on a blog, but that wouldn’t be entirely true. Sure, I wrote one, but it has sat untouched for more than a week. Spring has interfered. So I will leave you with these two recent photos that promise of more to come. … [Read more...]
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